I Signed in at Shaolin for Ten Thousand Years

Su Cheng got up, and before he got down from the Sutra Pavilion, he heard a "hissing" sound, and then, under the Sutra Pavilion, a huge shadow gradually swam up.

"Xiao Zi?"

Yes, the one who came was Pusiqu Snake King Snake.

At this moment, the Snake King's eyes seemed to have a hint of warning, shaking the snake's head and swinging towards Su Cheng. Obviously, it was to remind him.

"That's right. I asked you to protect the law for me, and you came to tell me."

Su Cheng understood.

It seems that the Snake King is quite conscientious.

It's just that the sound of the horn was so powerful that Su Cheng had already noticed it without the snake king warning.

"So many people... Shaoshi Mountain is surrounded, Xiao Zi, you are still in this Sutra Pavilion, don't go out." Su Cheng said feeling the breath.

At the same time, he was also a little surprised. I didn't expect this battle to be so big.

The last time the Blood Cult attacked with all their strength, there were no more than a thousand people at most. Therefore, they had to gather together, so that Su Cheng could almost get rid of it in one pot.

But this time, there were tens of thousands of people besieging the mountain!

Although the auras of these ten thousand people are mostly ordinary people, not warriors, at most they have only practiced some ways to strengthen their bodies.

But even so, it is already a force not to be underestimated. In Shaolin Temple, apart from himself, only Abbot Xuanci could barely do it except himself.

After all, the world of high martial arts has not yet reached the realm of "gods and demons". Since it is "martial arts", as long as it has not reached the realm of a master, there is a limit.

It can be said that, generally speaking, even ordinary warriors of the ninth level of innate ability, as long as they are besieged by the battle formation, there is only room for escape.

After all, ordinary innate warriors, even those of the Ninth Level of Innate Heaven, can only reach the ultimate level of body refining or qi refining, and cannot arouse the power of heaven and earth. Even though true qi is huge, it is not endless.

At this stage, potions that enhance power are very effective. Warriors have worked hard for decades, most of which are based on accumulating true energy. The state of running-in is secondary to most people in the martial arts.

Of course, the exception of Su Cheng was not counted.

"Tens of thousands of troops, nearly a hundred acquired masters, a dozen or so congenital masters, and two half-step masters... What happened to Shaolin Temple to attract the imperial court's siege? Could it be because of Heyang City...then Yes?" While Su Cheng was thinking, outside the temple gate, suddenly, a breath attracted his attention.

"What a pure Dao Yun breath!"

Su Cheng couldn't help but move.

Because at this moment, he felt that in front of the temple gate, among the nearly a hundred innate masters, there was an aura that was condensed and did not emit, but it was like a dragon absorbing water, gathering powerful Dao aggregates in the body.

In an instant, Su Cheng realized that the man's realm must be very powerful!

"Could it be said that it is the realm of a master?"

If you go beyond a half-step master, you can only be a "grand master".

However, although it is the first time to meet a real master of the master realm. But he always felt that it was not as powerful as he imagined. Judging from the strength contained in that person's breath, although it is much stronger than Abbot Xuanci. But in terms of Su Cheng's feelings, it didn't seem too much difference.

It shouldn't be. After all, the master is above the congenital, the realm of transcendence and holiness. Even if he is now confident that he can match the Grandmaster, he shouldn't be able to crush him, right? Could it be that there is some mystery in this?

Or among the masters, there are also different levels.

Su Cheng thought for a moment, then smiled with a bit of relief.

Forget it, why should I think so much. Anyway, what I am pursuing is my own path, and the realm of others is just a reference for myself.

But in any case, it seems that this time, it is not so simple.

At the same time he was a little surprised,

This is the first time Su Cheng has tasted the power of Chaotang.

The strength gathered here today alone has surpassed the current strength of Shaolin Temple. Although the inheritance of the sect is not limited to masters. What's more important is the basic background, but it can also be seen that Chaotang is very powerful!

Moreover, these forces should not be all the forces of the Great Jin Dynasty. It seems that a great dynasty is indeed stronger than the general martial arts sect!

But compared to these, Su Cheng was surprised. How could there be aura of Taoism on that person? Could it be that he is a member of the Taoist sect?

After feeling it carefully, he was even more puzzled. Because in the aura of Dao Yun, it seems to contain powerful magic barrier karma vaguely!

Dao and demons gather, Yin and Yang merge!

"What kind of skill is this, it can make the two martial arts of Dao and Demon form a delicate balance, which is a bit interesting..." Su Cheng couldn't help feeling a little curious.

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At the same time, in the inner courtyard of Shaolin Temple, the Zhike monk broke in in a panic.

"Abbot, the abbot is not good! The imperial court led tens of thousands of troops and surrounded our temple, and the leader was the Xuanji Army!!"

The words of the Zhike monk made the hearts of all the chiefs gathered in the inner courtyard feel "click".

In fact, long before Zhike monk, all the monks in Shaolin Temple woke up with inexplicable palpitations. At this moment, all the monks in the temple panicked when they heard the sound of the trumpets.

"Don't panic, our temple has not done anything wrong. The imperial court should not embarrass our temple!" Master Xuan Bei said.

However, Master Xuannan of the Discipline Academy next to him frowned: "Abbot, I think this matter is not trivial. Although we have received the Xuanji Order, we know that the Xuanji Army will come to search the temple. But how could they choose such a time..."

At this moment, the sky is faintly pale in the east, and the sky is bright, about Yin time. Normally, Shaolin Temple is still sleeping soundly at this moment.

Picking this time to come here, although it is not considered a sneak attack, but the intention is very subtle, there is a tendency to wipe out the Shaolin Temple, which makes the leaders feel uneasy.

"Abbot, I don't think the Xuanji Army is capable of harboring evil intentions, but I'm afraid they want to show their prestige..." Master Xuanxu said after consideration.

Abbot Xuanci thought for a moment in silence when he heard the words, then nodded, and said: "Anyway. Since we are here, let's deal with it. Let the serving monks ring the morning bell and summon the monks from the Arhat Hall and Dharma Academy to come Waiting in the middle courtyard. Brothers, let’s go outside the temple to meet him. As for the rest of the monks, don’t be alarmed, just carry on the morning class as usual.”

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"Boom!"

"Boom!"

"Boom...!"

As the morning bell of Shaolin Temple rang three times. At this moment, outside the gate of the temple, hundreds of Xuanji soldiers in Tongye uniforms were already on standby.

In front of the Xuanji Army, Master Pang was dressed in a purple and white robe, majestic and majestic, without anger. Beside them are six mysterious soldiers decorated with gold silk patterns on their paulownia suits. Four men and two women are the six of the "Twelve Yuanchen", namely Zishu, Yinhu, Maotu, Chenlong, Sishe, and Shenhou!

"Master Pang, I have ordered most of the local troops to stand by in the mountains, and each of them has assembled the divine arm crossbow of my Great Jin Dynasty. With one order, they can gather and attack, and all arrows will be fired. It is expected that Shaolin Temple will , even a moth cannot escape from the rain of arrows!"

At this moment, a small girl spoke. The girl was wearing a paulownia leaf suit, and she seemed to be only eight or nine years old, with a slightly childish appearance, but there were three scars on the left and right faces. The hamster embroidered on the paulownia leaf suit is exactly the "child mouse" in Twelve Yuanchen.

Zishu is one of the top three in the Twelve Yuanchen, with a half-step master status, second only to Chenlong and Haizhu!

Although she looks immature, she is by no means so young in reality.

After hearing her words, Master Pang nodded slightly and said, "Very well, you have worked hard to rule the place."

"This is an honor for my subordinates!"

Master Pang nodded, and suddenly asked a thin man next to him: "Shenhou, how is the thing I asked you to do?"

"Your Majesty, everything has been recorded." The man replied respectfully.

"You did a good job." Master Pang nodded slightly, his eyes seemed to be calm.

"Master Pang, do you need to break the door directly?" Beside him, "Chenlong" with the dragon pattern on his body looked at the closed temple door and asked.

He has a vigorous momentum and deep skill. Obviously very confident in his own strength.

"No need."

However, Master Pang waved his hand slightly, and did not agree with Chen Long's idea of ​​breaking the door. Instead, he looked at the huge gold-plated horizontal plaque marked "Shaolin Temple" in front of him, exercised his skills and raised his breath, and said loudly:

"Master Pang came here with orders. This is to investigate the matter of Heyang, which is of great importance. Please abbot Xuanci to open the gate of the temple and cooperate with the investigation!"